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The owners of this place insist they are going to renovate it. I am skeptical. Actually, now that I mention it, if there’s a stronger word than “skeptical,” then that’s what I am.
Jericho, Texas
photographed 11.21.2021
Field House
If there’s an interesting-looking old building that doesn’t seem to have anything going on or anyone around to ask me to leave, there is a *chance* I will try to photograph the interior. And the inside of this field house rewarded me richly – all those building materials, a stage, lens flares, and dust motes. And – this is the best part – a handy fire extinguisher.
Hydro, Oklahoma
photographed 11.27.2021
A Blank Slate
This sign, from a traditional understanding of signage, is completely useless.
But on the other hand, at least it didn’t have a distasteful political message on it.
And it was photo-worthy.
Hydro, Oklahoma
photographed 11.27.2021
Toilet
My careful reader(s) may remember that I posted a photo of this place, the Glancy Motel, back in November. In that post I mentioned that a $7.75 million renovation of the place was scheduled. I spent a little more time looking around on a more recent return visit and I am quite positive that the $7.75 figure falls into the category of “a very low estimate.”
But, if you are looking for a busted parking-lot-based toilet, I can give you directions to this one…
Clinton, Oklahoma
photographed 11.27.2021
Parking (lots)
The first time I stopped in this town, a man pulled up in a truck and asked if he could “hep” me. He said, “She* seen you turn around at the gate** and we was wonderin’ if you needed some hep.”
I assumed that “hep” was a local word for “murder” so in a classic move, I tried some misdirection: I asked him where the cemetery was (“Own it, murderer!” was what I said to myself.) He told me it was down yonder, just past the silver*** house and I made a quick escape.
And then: I WENT BACK to that place. I didn’t see my friend from before, and to honest, I sort of missed him – I reckoned that I could add to my narrative.
Guess I’ll have to go back. Or is that too much fate-tempting?
Foss, Oklahoma
photographed 11.27.2021
*I don’t know who “she” was/is.
**I also don’t think I turned around at the gate?
***By “silver” he meant gray. Gray siding.
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